[Intro:]"Drumma boy" [echoes] ay yeah boy, way yeah [x2] (it's gucci! Unghh)
[Gucci mane:]Hey girl I'm tearin it up and they knowin that I had sex so much that I ain't goin backI blow stack after stack after stack after stackAt the rack everyday and they knowin thatWell I'm blowin that and I'm doin thisAnd my red flag got the haters pissedDon't reckless, this not a dissThis not a threat, this real shitAnd don't play me, cause ain't no stoppin meAin't no toppin me, and ain't no robbin meCut the robbers outs, I brought the goons outWe reckless, we o.g.On acuras and they textin usBut who gives a fuck and who gives a damn?I'm blood in and blood out onFlat shoals with big sandAnd waka flocka, thanks flocka waka two times, cause we two crimesTwo bloods and two rides with fo' nines and gang signs so what's up?The pricety, I'm icey as iced teaI'm the king of diamonds and the princess shininAnd all mine behind me
[Chorus: X8]Let's get reckless, let's get reckless
[Cap:]Oh yeah! Cap, I'm in beast modeHell yeah I'm on recklessIf you don't like it pussy nigga come check thisRespect this or meet your death wishThere's 17 bird on my necklaceI fuck with dem and they fuck with meDon't fuck with us, get the fuck from 'roundCause I like to pop and we sucker free reckless, reckless, e'rybody goin hamDon't test this, cause if you doThat smith & wesson go blam, damnLook what the fuck done happenedJust cause you heard that a nigga start rappinThat I'm worryin about the [?] pulled outNo toppin, no clappin, clear the whole sceneI'm smashin bye, gone - boy you better catch up niggaGet hit from your neck up nigga nobody wan' fess up, get your block upLeave the whole scene full of ketchup niggaThey are wildin, on wildin, on ballin, they violentI got the little man sydrome, get me in the end zoneSignin autographs who's stylin?
[Chill will:]Huh? Vuh? huh? vacation in miami, they sayI'm swag surfinYour girl with ya she ain't lookin but her ass flirtinSee I'm a classy nigga, a thousand dollar curtainsAnd I just made yo' nigga mad cause his pocket hurtinAnd I don't mean I'm jackin off when I sayI'm chokin chickens I mean, when we rap on mo' we call that chokin chickensI got a talkin code, for all he knows it foldsToo buck to be on probation, too rich to be on paroleMy dawgs love me on I'm on the mic talkin recklessStuntin, ballin, million dollar flexinMy dawgs love me on I'm on the mic talkin recklessStuntin, ballin, millionaire flexin